Volume 1, Chapter 38: First Hearing of the Tomb-Raiding Village

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To be honest, this painting was quite mediocre; Yang Jing had already sensed this the moment he acquired it from Zhao Zheng.

"No problem! If the effects are good, I will have my subordinates conduct further transactions with you." The man took the bottle and left, beaming with delight. Naturally, someone of his status would not consume it immediately; he would certainly have others test it first, perhaps even use magic to analyze the formula to see if it could be replicated. All of this was to be expected.

Gao Cheng roughly sensed the momentum of both sides. The Shang army’s morale was like that of dragons and tigers, while the Blue River Tribe was in utter disarray; even with a few third-rank warriors, they were unable to withstand the enemy’s forceful charge.

Seeing this, Qingqing ordered Biliu to bring a plate of pickled plums and then waved her hand, signaling everyone to withdraw.

The old lady was in poor health, mainly because she had suffered a cerebral thrombosis last winter, leaving half of her body paralyzed. The old man, however, was in decent shape. Aside from being somewhat hard of hearing, he had no major ailments and could walk and do chores without any trouble.

If Su Jun could step into the A-rank realm, such injuries would be negligible; the very transformation of his life essence during the promotion would be enough to erase them entirely.

Watching the joy and excitement on Ah Si’s face, Lin Wei couldn't help but laugh. This was how a child should look.

Gao Cheng, accompanied by Yun Yun and Shi Ling’er, utilized spatial divine abilities. In the blink of an eye, they crossed high mountains and great rivers, arriving at a peak on the outskirts of the Magical Beast Mountain Range. Looking out from the summit toward the horizon, a faint yellow hue appeared on the distant landscape. The Tagor Desert of the Dou Qi Continent lay in that direction.

It was not that Shen Yan held a grudge against the bronze dwarves, but rather that no one in the entire Bronze Fortress held them in high regard.

"Ah Yun, give me a kiss and give me the strength to go take a bath." Lin Wei smiled at Sheng Junyun as she spoke, though she was too lazy to even move her cheeks.

Compared to the Poseidon in the difficult dungeon, this death-difficulty Poseidon was actually weaker, but it compensated with quantity—five times the number of the difficult version.

Gu Fang’s arm was frozen. His pupils constricted sharply as he let out a cry of disbelief, staring in terror at Hu Qingling, who stood within three zhang of him. At that moment, Hu Qingling exerted an invisible pressure upon him, a pressure that even the Great Protector did not possess.

"Now, do you still want to kill us?" Bing Yu looked at Dian, a mysterious gleam flickering in her eyes as she stared straight at him.

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Hearing Luo Hao’s bid, the old man slammed his cane against the floor, his body trembling slightly. Clearly, he was trying his best to suppress his anger, but after gritting his teeth, he sat back down. If he continued to haggle, the price would be too high even if he eventually won the item.

Scarlet blood stained the floor, and the pungent smell of gore echoed throughout the living room, yet the prince seemed entirely unfazed.

Furthermore, with Mo Wushuang present—whose combat prowess was unknown but was at the very least reaching the Heavenly Grade—the situation had become extremely dangerous.

He had clearly heard about Chen Xiaoran having people sabotage the Thunder Organization’s casino. This time, he feared that Chen Xiaoran had come to the underground auction to stir up trouble as well.

I rushed out immediately, pulling him inside. The gale, accompanied by the driving rain, lashed against us; every drop felt like a pebble, stinging my face.

The Scorpion gang members did not expect me to still be able to move and were stunned for a moment. Taking advantage of this, I ran to the cave entrance.

The moment the elixir touched my tongue, there was no intense sensation, only a feeling of being enveloped in a subtle, cooling chill.

They had not come to purify the Demonic Evil Heavens by choice; they simply had no way to defy the orders of the Buddha Realm. As for the purification itself, Chen Feng couldn't care less; the most important thing was to ensure everyone made it out safely.

This time, the Longevity Immortal Fruit did not contain energy of longevity, but rather other special energies.

Regarding the strategy, Istar naturally left it to the staff officers present; they were the experts in that field.

It couldn't start with a drone; that would be too tacky. It had to be a song or something else.

After all, if Ling Zhoutian were to monitor the network composed of mental energy in real-time, it would be quite troublesome. Such matters were best left to artificial intelligence.

Since they were only sparring and not fighting to the death, they naturally stopped at the right moment. Both knew clearly that if they kept pushing, it would be hard to determine a winner in a short time.

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Tal’s pupils shrank; his intuition told him that the armored devil before him was the force behind all this darkness.

As long as the Sons of Korhal displayed sufficient power, surely Dean wouldn't turn from an old fox into an old fool just because of a verbal agreement?

The roaring sound waves traveled across the land, causing even the towering ancient trees to sway, and all manner of creatures in the distance trembled.

There were also the Bulbasaur-tree, the Blood-Scale Gyarados, the Lucario Dou Huang, the Underworld Ghost, and their predecessor, the Earth Doll.

Because a large number of veterans had been cleared out of the camp, these men, clutching their pay, excitedly headed back to their hometowns or other places to become landowners. Naturally, the surplus projectors were moved to the Imperial Capital.

Watching the three of them whispering back and forth, Bing Xin knew that expecting them to treat her as they once did was clearly impossible.

Tax collection was due in half a month, and the government had suddenly made such a move, accepting only silver dollars. Yet, in his daily business, he usually collected Chongzhen Tongbao coins.

Though deeply annoyed, they could not change the rules. Neither Goten nor Trunks wanted to leave, so they had to agree to participate in the junior division.

In fact, after her playful banter with Luo Chen just moments ago, Bai Chen had relaxed significantly. However, the deep-seated awe she felt for the Dragon Clan in her heart was something she could not adjust to immediately.

"But you cannot harm my friends; otherwise, you will all die." Song Xiaodong turned serious once again.

Song Xiaodong and Miao Xuanxuan immediately joined in, and before long, they had finished moving everything.